We really did try to get to Zahara, but accidentally got on the wrong side of the huge lake as Mary was convinced that somehow we could drive off the freeway and across the water like magic down some invisible road. She is crazy that GPS. So, instead we camped that night overlooking the lake and washed some of out clothes in the sink. Joel found a full bag of zucchinis and eggs hidden under a bush but we both decided we had sunk low enough already from stealing fruit from orchards. We weren't prepared to eat garbage food. We didn’t get to Zahara, but the next day we good a nice glimpse of it from the other side of the valley.

We visited one of the little white villages in this area called Arcos de la Fontera. It was a confusing town we quickly got lost in

. It did tick some boxes with the architecture, but apart from that- not very remarkable. Joel did find on the ground; the king of coins! A 2€ piece. We both think it is the universe paying us back for giving a French carnie a 1€ piece when we were in Santa Fe. Pretty cool, but last time we did a good deed we got wine… At the top of the town the community was building a cool Navidad fair with all the bells and whistles. It would have been nice to see it finished but for some reason we both had a hankering to build a campfire for the night. So we set off west towards Cadiz in the hope of finding a forest or national park.

But, instead of forests, all we saw for 80km was flat brown finished cropland, without a tree in sight. So we just kept driving and landed ourselves all the way in Cadiz on the western shore. We spent the late afternoon looking through the oldest city in Spain. It had a colossal cathedral in town, complete with a free wifi plaza out the front. We had a look inside, but spent most of our time there on the front steps with the other laptop kids. The whole city is on a peninsula and enjoys awesome views from every part of it. It was a challenge but eventually we found a free camp along the beach for the night.